Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels.

My mind was in my heart, anchored like a bright kite in a safe place.

Don't let your habits become handcuffs

You are born into your family and your family is born into you. No returns. No exchanges.

People say you should give until it hurts. I say you should give until it stops hurting. Know what I mean?

The seasons tell us, everything in organic life tells us, that there is no holding on; still, we try to do just that. Sometimes, though, we learn the kind of wisdom that celebrates the open hand.

You feel the call. That's the important thing. Now answer it as fully as you can. Take the risk to let all that is in you, out. Escape into the open.

I cried until my eyes swelled shut, and then I slept, a black, dreamless sleep from which I awoke amazingly refreshed, at least until I remembered.

I like to listen to sad music when I’m sad. It seems honest. It makes me cry, and sometimes a good cry is the only thing that can make you feel better.

There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.

Now, on this road trip, my mind seemed to uncrinkle, to breathe, to present to itself a cure for a disease it had not, until now, known it had.

He can come up with the most exotic things I’ve ever seen or heard of every time he blinks his eyes.

Every problem comes along with it's solution; the bigger the problem, the bigger the testimony. Cheer up!

People need revelation, and then they need resolution.

After two minutes after this time, and I am already there.

The good-they cannot create; they are always the beginning of the end.

Only in situations where competition is illegal will competition not act naturally to bring the best product at the lowest price to the consumer.

It would be a shame to lose the precious jewel of liberation in the mud of ignorant body building.

Hatred is the spiritual malignancy of our species, and like any other form of cancer, does its most terrible work not outwardly, but from within us.

I think about willpower almost never. I realize for myself, trying to be more disciplined is pretty nebulous and it's often a slippery target. For me, I've just thought about incentives.

We know that our senses are subject to decay, that from our middle years they are decaying all the time; but happily it is as if we didn't know and didn't believe.